Thursday, December 9, 2010

Stanky Dogs...

... require baths, even when they don't want them.

All clean and sparkly, ready to go home to mom and pop where they can ponder on why, just why, it takes me* 30 minutes at 6:00am in the bitter, religion losing cold to decide what piece of land I am going to defecate on. 

*Not ME you ninnies, the dog.


  1. that picture of the wet dog is sooooooooo cute. :)

    the word I had to type to prove I was a human was "hazoid." ha! I'm thinking of starting to type that weird word at the bottom of every comment. Whaddya think?

  2. Excuse me but I know where you live and it doesn't get all that cold there. Stop whining.

    And my identification word was "hagbox". Is someone trying to tell me something?